Jiang Wenxu, who was heavily injured, was able to summon his blood sword at the last moment. It was truly shocking.
Although Lu Zhou no longer had the Peak Trial Card, he was still a Six-leaf Nascent Divinity realm expert. To an Eight-leaf or Nine-leaf cultivator, a Six-leaf cultivator was pitifully weak. However, to the Imperial tutor and the remaining Other Tribesmen cultivators, he was still a lofty mountain that they could not climb.
Unnamed mercilessly pierced Jiang Wenxu's heart with energy swords.
'Wait?
What's there to wait for? '
"Alas … your opponent is me."
An ordinary Nine-leaf cultivator would not be a match for the Imperial tutor, Jiang Wenxu.
Whether it was the alliance of the five or seven allied nations, or even the Eternal Life Emperor, Liu Ge, who possessed a super heaven-grade weapon and an undying body, he was not a match for a newly-advanced Nine-leaf cultivator.
Lu Zhou's words were laced with many meanings.
How could Jiang Wenxu understand?
Lu Zhou did not expect him to understand.
Jiang Wenxu lowered his head and looked at the blood gushing out of his chest. His life was being sucked out of him. He smiled helplessly and said, "Black runes … Blue palm seal … You're not from here as well?"
"If you think I'm not, then I'm not," Lu Zhou said indifferently.
Jiang Wenxu straightened his head with difficulty and looked to his left and right.
He was reluctant to part with the great rivers and mountains. He was reluctant to part with the place that he controlled.
He looked at Lu Zhou sadly and said, "You shouldn't have killed me …"
"Why do you say that?" Lu Zhou did not retract his energy swords.
Jiang Wenxu was clearly tenacious to be able to hold on until now despite being hit by many powerful attacks.
"My life stone is in the red lotus domain. If I die, my life stone will be extinguished … They'll definitely find me and bathe the golden lotus domain in blood." Jiang Wenxu's tone turned weak as though he was possessed. "Humans are only animals that know how to think … Peace? Invasions? That's just the self-consolation of the weak. An ant praises a great nation, but an ant tries to shake a tree … It's not easy … It's not easy … "
"I hope they come as soon as possible," Lu Zhou said calmly.
Jiang Wenxu regarded Lu Zhou with a complicated gaze.
"Before I die … can you tell me … who exactly are you?"
When he saw Lu Zhou through the projection on the peak of Heaven's Moat, he had sensed Lu Zhou's uniqueness.
Throughout the battle, he felt as though he was fighting a Ten-leaf cultivator.
Lu Zhou shook his head.
You're disgusting me, so why should I tell you?
He retracted Unnamed's energy sword.
Chi –
Blood spurted out.
Jiang Wenxu grunted. His life was being sucked out, and his aura was disappearing.
Right at this moment, Jiang Wenxu's figure began to distort … A ball of purple substance wrapped around him, then surged and expanded.
The hoarse voice rang in the air, "I've cast the most powerful witchcraft spell on you a long time ago. This is my final gift to you … Let the entire Liang Province be buried with you …"
Hu!
Jiang Taixu's body began to rot.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly when he saw this.
He was truly disgusting and cunning.
Lu Zhou retreated at top speed.
The extraordinary power of the Heavenly Book had been exhausted. What should he do next?
He kept retreating.
Si Wuya and the others saw this as well.
"Retreat!"
The sound wave spread out.
It spread to every corner.
When the cultivators of Great Yan heard the order, they looked up.
Seeing the rapidly expanding purple gas, he quickly retreated.
The Alliance of the Seven Kingdoms had long since been defeated, and it would not be easy for them to chase after them.
"The last person who disgusted me was Mo Li. I didn't expect the great Great Yan's Imperial Tutor to be so despicable and shameless," Jiang Aijian said.
Si Wuya said.
"This also explains why Mo Li couldn't control Liu Gu and Liu Ge. No wonder the Emperor allowed these two shamans to be on good terms with the Second Prince. It's no wonder the Imperial family's situation hasn't improved since then. It's also no wonder Liu Gu is so obsessed with the Nine-leaf stage … "
The truth that everyone in the world believed in was actually a lie.
"What a great lie," Huang Shijie praised.
"Now's not the time to talk about this. There's something wrong with that purple aura. Let's retreat …" Jiang Aijian carried Dragonsong in his arms as he turned tail and flew away.
The speed at which the air mass expanded exceeded everyone's expectations.
In the beginning, it was very slow, but as it grew larger, it became faster and faster.
"Master!"
"Pavilion Master!"
When Lu Zhou was above the others, he turned to look at them and said, "Stand back."
Everyone nodded.
If even a Nine-leaf cultivator could not deal with this ball of purple gas, who else could?
At this moment, the purple gas began to sink.
When the purple gas touched the city walls, the walls began to show signs of corrosion.
What witchcraft was this?
"I hope you're satisfied."
His voice grew softer and softer.
It was clear that Jiang Wenxu was absorbing the weakness and using all his lifespan on this sorcery.
Lu Zhou raised his palm and pushed it forward.
The Great Seal of Fearlessness entered the ball of purple gas and vanished.
It was useless.
The purple gas was like a poisonous gas. It was extremely corrosive. Even the city walls would crumble when they touched it, let alone a human body.
A corpse on the city wall was instantly vaporized when it entered the ball of purple gas. It was a bloody mess.
"Whitzard."
Lu Zhou called out softly.
When Whitzard heard Lu Zhou's call, it flew over on a cloud from afar.
It immediately understood Lu Zhou's intention. It let out a cry that resounded through the entire Liang Province.
The cultivators of Great Yan stopped in their tracks and looked up. They saw the ball of auspicious Qi hovering above the purple gas.
Shortly after, auspicious rain fell from the skies.
Heavy rain pattered down onto the purple mass of air.
"Ahh!"
A hoarse and gruff cry rang in the air.
"Why …?" The voice from the purple gas was filled with sorrow and resentment.
Baa!
Before the purple gas covered the entire Liang Province, Whitzard circled above the purple gas and spread auspicious rain.
The rain fell like a waterfall on the purple gas.
The purple gas was quickly covered by the auspicious rain and shrunk rapidly.
Miserable cries rang from the purple gas from time to time. The cries grew hoarser and weaker.
…
The cultivators of Great Yan looked at Whitzard hovering in the air and casting the auspicious rain in shock. Nobody retreated. Instead, they flew back to Great Yan.
Lu Zhou was bathed in the rain as well. He was enjoying Whitzard's regenerative powers.
Just like the last time, his extraordinary power was also miraculously recovering! It was extremely fast!
What kind of ability did Whitzard possess? Not only could it restrain witchcraft, but it could also recover extraordinary power?
In Lu Zhou's opinion, the Heavenly Writing power had always belonged to a system that did not belong to the Confucian, Buddhist, and Daoist sects. How could he not be shocked that it could restore the extraordinary power of a power?
The "Earth" Scroll of the Heavenly Book could be filled up by comprehending it every seven days. If Bai Ze was included in the future, it would be the same as shrinking by half. Of course, Whitzard could be used as an emergency, not just to replenish his extraordinary power.
"Ah! “
An even more shrill scream resounded throughout the world.
The Great Yan cultivators were shaken to the core.
Jiang Wenxu's tenacity far exceeded everyone's expectations!
Lu Zhou frowned slightly. 'Even so, I can't kill him?
Back in Lou Lan, he had beaten him to a pulp … and yet, he was still able to hold on until now. Now that he thought about it, he knew full well that he had brought him back to Liang Province.
"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 4,000 merit points."
"4000?"
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